Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

Huo Chunhua ignored Zhao Wenshui and left the house.

"Mother, don't go, mother..." Zhao Wenshui yelled anxiously, but Huo Chunhua still ignored him.

Zhao Wenshui was lying on the bed a little wronged, thinking that the old Zhao family was really heartless.

Everyone else was making fun outside the yard. Every time you talked to me, there were bursts of laughter from time to time.

Zhao Wenshui felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this voice, and he cursed these people secretly.

He was lying pitifully in the room, but those people were very happy outside.

Now the fragrance floating in from the kitchen is stronger.

Zhao Wenshui couldn't stay in bed anymore, he must go out to the table for a banquet, or else he wouldn't be greedy.

He didn't believe that Zhao Wenshi and Feng Changxia would bother with him on this happy day and not let him go to the table for drinks.

Zhao Wenshui got up from the bed with some difficulty, and his arm accidentally touched, grinning with pain.

Zhao Wenshui took a deep breath and walked toward the outside of the house.

At this time, there were a lot of people in the yard of the old Zhao's family. When they saw Zhao Wenshui's miserable appearance, they all pointed to Zhao Wenshui and started talking.

"What happened to Zhao Wenshui? How did this happen?"

"Yeah, isn't it because someone was offended and beaten by someone?"

"Who knows, but what does he come out to do after being injured like this?"

"Isn't it coming out for a drink?"

"..."

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Zhao Wenshui also ignored these people's comments, cheeky, found a table with a few men and sat down.

Only sitting at a man’s table can drink wine, and can he be a big man with a few women?

As soon as Zhao Wenshui sat over, the bad smell from his body got into the nostrils of several men.

The men in the bed frowned in disgust.

How can they eat vegetables after being smoked? The smell is so disgusting, let alone moving chopsticks.

"Zhao Wenshui, you just got hurt. It's inconvenient to eat food. Why did you serve it?" A man said euphemistically. If the words were too direct, Zhao Wenshui was afraid of hurting others.

Zhao Wenshui did not hear the meaning of the man’s words, and waved his hand as if he didn’t care, “What’s the matter? The body is injured, not the mouth. It’s okay to eat and drink. of."

The man frowned, and it seemed that Zhao Wenshui didn't mean to leave.

I couldn't help but continued, "But you toss like this, what if we accidentally bump into you and you get hurt? I want to see if you should not eat at the table, so as not to hurt yourself."

Zhao Wenshui continued to mutter indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay! What can happen! You be careful, don't you just stay away from me? Let me take a seat by myself."

"..."

The man on the table was a little speechless when he saw Zhao Wenshui, and wondered why Zhao Wenshui couldn't be a little self-aware, and he had to come and respond to them if his body smelled like this.

The outspoken person directly replied, "Zhao Wenshui, your smell is so strong that it smokes us. Why don't you move your seat? I can't drink at the same table with you!"

"Me too, can't stand it!" The other man also pinched his nose and replied in disgust.